Taken to drink his worries away, Harry and his best mate, Irish playboy and connoisseur of gay and bisexual men, Seamus Finnigan find themselves stuck in the world of Supernatural. As with all things a certain Harry Potter comes into contact with, this too goes horribly wrong in the most spectacular ways possible. (Gay Seamus, 3POV, Master of Death HP, Fuck Canon/Strict AU)

Unlike most stories, it's not R.O.B. that's fucked me over. Nope. It's Johnny Silverhand, who, apparently, is quite the powerful fucker. Now I'm a man on a mission, and that mission has a timeframe. It can't get worse, right? You betcha it can. (Male V-SI, Setting DCU)

Have you ever wondered how a middle-aged dude would fare after getting a 'Gamer System' thrown at him? Well, look no further! I'm 48 years old, my best friend's a cowardly dog and I'm spending my best years crawling dungeon for fun! Hah! Eat shit young'uns! I don't need no Gamer Body! I got my fists, and fuck choosing a class!

What if, around the time shortly after founding Hogwarts, the four Founders had become fascinated with the sport of weightlifting? How would it have impacted this society into which Harry Potter is now about to be introduced? And who is "The Poser"? Let's find out.

Inevitable, people call the act of dying. Some seem rather afraid of it. Harry Potter isn't. Aged, wrinkled and stubborn to boot, Harry Potter insists to end it on his terms. And it all begins with a simple song and a rather thrilling idea of suicide - This is catharsis. (1POV, AU-Post-Hogwarts, MoD Harry, Alternative MoD-Concept)

Every story has an end. Even Harry Potter must die. Death may come quick, or it may be slow and tedious. Death can be an enticing event, or it can be cruel and heartless. Harry Potter prefers to think he's in control of his end. Let's see how that works out for him. (1. Person PoV, AU, Old-Man Harry, BAMF!Harry, Alternate MoD Concept)

1899 was not only the year of Grindelwald's expulsion from Durmstrang but also the year he began his quest to create Utopia. The milk moon stood high in the night of the Esbat when Gellert set his first foot on the path towards this Utopia, yet as is commonly known, the first step is always the hardest.(Slight AU, Original Characters, Folklore, Mythical Creatures)

He had won, - or so he thought as the Elder Wand flew from Voldemort's hand. But it was far from over. The Elder Wand had a life on its own and Harry was ill prepared to face it. (Slight AU OneShot, Alternative Master of Death-Concept.)

All Harry wants is to attain some sort of felicity, - happiness. Can't be too hard, right? (Based on a Oneshot, Post-War, Strict AU, Non-Romance Story, Alternate Master of Death Concept)

Harry Potter is at his wit's end. He won the fight against Voldemort, but the war itself was lost. People did not want the changes the younger generation fought for. Darkness is rising again. Follow Harry on his journey through the years, the lands and learn with him, what being Magical means. First english fanfiction. No Beta. Chapters are loosely connected to each other.

What if? There is, for example, morality. Heavy stuff, admittedly. But is not morality the regulation of egoism and thus a constant attack on the law: right of might? Does morality reach its limits when it has to decide between the well-being of the individual and the overall - maybe even Greater - good? Join a slightly different Harry Potter on his way to greatness.

An attempt to properly translate my german oneshots about the possible history of the Elder Wand. Please note that english is my third language. If you happen to find any mistakes, errors or think you found a better way of phrasing, please kindly let me know.